Feliciano whimpered in the cage he was in, trying to hear anything he could from those around him. With his eyes covered he wasn't able to see anything. His hands and wings were bound and were incredibly uncomfortable. He hadn't meant to fall while he was flying, and he certainly hadn't meant to get captured by this demon and be put up for sale in the Demon's Black Market. He had only wanted to get a glimpse of what Earth looked like up close. Now he was sure he would never get the chance.
His cage opening brought his attention back to reality. He was pulled roughly out of it, and he stood weakly on his legs; he wasn't too used to using them. "Now he's yours," he heard the demon say and he felt the lead of rope attached to his hands handed off to someone before he was pulled to follow the new being. "Who are you? Where are you taking me?" Feliciano asked as his wings struggled to break out of their bindings.
Gilbert smiled to himself as he heard the angel speak. "It doesn't matter who I am or where you're going. What matters is that my brother is going to be so happy with you. He better be anyway. You weren't cheap." He pulled Feliciano so he would keep following His brother had gotten a promotion and Gilbert knew they had to celebrate, even if Ludwig had said they didn't need to.
"What do you mean?" Feliciano asked, fear in his voice. He tripped over his feet but was caught by Gilbert before he hit the ground.
"Wow, you really are bad at walking," the demon commented before laughing. "Looks like you're going to be learning a lot of things." He picked the angel up to carry him back to his brother's house. It was easier that way instead of having to worry about him falling every few feet. He could feel Feliciano shaking with fear, and he was glad for it. He was a demon after all.
It didn't take long before Gilbert got to his brother's house. He tried opening the front door, but it was locked. He cursed his brother and pulled out his spare key for the house. He still wasn't sure if Ludwig knew he had it or not. He walked in with the angel and called out "Ludwig! Are you home!?" He figured he wasn't since the door was locked, but his brother had always been that way, even when they had been alive. Hearing no response, he walked over to the sofa and set the angel down there. "Be quiet, OK? You're a surprise for him. He's never had an angel before." Gilbert left Feliciano alone and went over to the front door to wait eagerly for his brother to get back.
Feliciano didn't know where he was other than a house on a sofa or chair. He obeyed the demon and kept quiet. He shifted and tried getting his wings and hands free. It wasn't working at all, and he only stopped when his bindings started to hurt. To say he was scared was an understatement; he was terrified. His bare feet on the ground were cold, but it felt like the floor was clean. He tried his best to listen to the front so he could at least try to be ready when this 'Ludwig' got home.